"No no no no no," I laugh while running away from Daniel.
I feel an arm wrap around my waist from behind, stopping me from running around the house more. Then another arm starts tickling my sides.
"D-Daniel... stop," I manage to say while I laugh uncontrollably.
"This is what you get for eating my last slice of pizza," he says.
Daniel and I were watching a movie while everyone else was out exploring more tourist destinations of the island. Auntie Linda went back to Australia yesterday, so she was the other person who didn't go. Tori went though. Because like I said, she's like family to my family and she's practically my sister.
Daniel decided to stay with me at home because they were going to this place that has a very nice view of the ocean and I wanted to stay home, so Daniel wanted me to not be alone.
We watched a movie and ordered a pizza again like last time. But instead, I didn't storm out this time.
Daniel stops tickling me and I turn around to meet his eyes while his arm was still snaked around my waist and our chests were touching. His 6,1 figure towered over my 5,8 figure.
He leaned more down and kissed me. Passion filled the kiss just like the rest of the times.
"Now let's go back and watch Friends this time, yeah?" he suggested as we both pulled away.
I nod and we start our marathon once again. This time, we were starting on season 4 because that's where we stopped off on since the last time we watched it.
2 hours later, we turned off the tv as we sat facing each other on the couch as our backs were leaning against each side of it.
"So now what do you want to do, Daniella?" I question.
"Talk."
"About?"
"Why we can't do whatever it is that we're doing," he says gesturing to the both of us.
Oh no. I've been trying my best to ignore this talk since the day we confessed our feelings for one another. It's been the topic I don't want to talk about because it could end whatever was going on between us and I don't want that to happen. Not yet at least.
"Oh," I say looking down at my lap.
"I mean it was a topic that has got to be talked about for a while," he looks at me with sympathetic eyes.
"Okay let's talk," I say pulling away from the edge of the couch and leaning forward to him to place my hand in his.
"There are reasons why I don't want to and why we can't continue whatever's going on between us. I mean, for instance, Riv and Lachlan will be getting married one day, making us somewhat related," he starts off.
I add, "And the fact that you live in Australia."
"That's the main reason for me. Because, like you said, you're afraid of people leaving you, and when I get back to Australia, I'll be doing just that. It hurts to know that if we continue this and our feelings for each other grow, it'll hurt way more than if we just end whatever it is now, especially for you. And I hate the thought of you getting really hurt. If we end it now, we won't get too attached to each other and it will hurt less. I feel more better with the thought of you hurting less even if it hurt me."
"But then it would actually hurt more if we end it now, Daniel. It would hurt to know that the time we spent together would be short. I'd rather spend a lot of time with you because I know for a fact that it would be worth it in the end. I don't care how hurt I get. All I care is spending time with you," I contradict.
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The Impossibilities of Us
Romance"What are these feelings you're talking about?!" he questions still yelling. "That I fucking like you, Daniella Jamie Grey!" I yell. "And I fucking like you too, Arabella May Jhonson!" he yells back. And the next thing I know is that we're no lon...